20+ Crossbreed Dogs That Will Make You Fall In Love With Mutts

Due to the popularity of our last post on mixed-breed dogs, we decided to update it and make an open-list! If you're considering getting a purebred dog, this list might change your mind! Mixed-breed dogs are not only beautiful but also have less health issues.

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What do you think ?

Mutts and crossbreeds are hardly the same thing. Designer dogs like these might be cute and, possibly more importantly, allow people to make up cheesy portmanteaus, but it's the poor mutts that are dying in the shelters. Mutts are great, and they need your love far more. Instead of paying a small fortune to the designer dog industry, visit your nearest shelter.

Just because their breed cross is known, and it's only a cross of two breeds doesn't mean they're designer dogs. I know my Labrador x Border Collie's Mum (a BC), and I went through thousands of breed photos to find out what his dad was. His Mum might have had designs on his dad, but he wasn't bred intentionally. And he is the best dog in the world, so I'm grateful daily that they met

my mom got a dog when i was almost 2 and he was half germen shepherd and half chow she got him from a shelter he was gonna be put the day after my mom got him i was a baby i poked him in the eye he hit my hand with his snout and walked away like never do that again and that how my mom knew to get him im 11 and he died this year i miss him very much and can't wait to see him again <3 R.I.P

A rose is a rose and there is zero guarantee that one cross between a (for instance) lab and poodle will give you that gorgeous labradoodle your friend has. Study genetics. A mutt is a mutt and a designer dog is a mutt being sold for big money.

My first dog was a mutt named Digger(because that's what he did to the great chagrin of my parents.) Nobody knew what breeds. He was sooooo smart and loving. He used to follow me to junior high (I walked to school) and wait for me all day. He would find ways to get unleashed or get out of the house everyday, just to be at school. Fortunately, my art teacher took pity on us both and let him stay in the basement art studio while she taught her class. He would sit ever so quietly beside her desk and she made sure he had water, snacks, and whatever else he needed. Then, as soon as the bell rang at the end of the day he would bound up the steps to the outside and be waiting for me. I loved him so much.

Mutts and crossbreeds are hardly the same thing. Designer dogs like these might be cute and, possibly more importantly, allow people to make up cheesy portmanteaus, but it's the poor mutts that are dying in the shelters. Mutts are great, and they need your love far more. Instead of paying a small fortune to the designer dog industry, visit your nearest shelter.

Just because their breed cross is known, and it's only a cross of two breeds doesn't mean they're designer dogs. I know my Labrador x Border Collie's Mum (a BC), and I went through thousands of breed photos to find out what his dad was. His Mum might have had designs on his dad, but he wasn't bred intentionally. And he is the best dog in the world, so I'm grateful daily that they met

my mom got a dog when i was almost 2 and he was half germen shepherd and half chow she got him from a shelter he was gonna be put the day after my mom got him i was a baby i poked him in the eye he hit my hand with his snout and walked away like never do that again and that how my mom knew to get him im 11 and he died this year i miss him very much and can't wait to see him again <3 R.I.P

A rose is a rose and there is zero guarantee that one cross between a (for instance) lab and poodle will give you that gorgeous labradoodle your friend has. Study genetics. A mutt is a mutt and a designer dog is a mutt being sold for big money.

My first dog was a mutt named Digger(because that's what he did to the great chagrin of my parents.) Nobody knew what breeds. He was sooooo smart and loving. He used to follow me to junior high (I walked to school) and wait for me all day. He would find ways to get unleashed or get out of the house everyday, just to be at school. Fortunately, my art teacher took pity on us both and let him stay in the basement art studio while she taught her class. He would sit ever so quietly beside her desk and she made sure he had water, snacks, and whatever else he needed. Then, as soon as the bell rang at the end of the day he would bound up the steps to the outside and be waiting for me. I loved him so much.